Cornwall (England : County) -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction
"Well, you see, before you came back, I suppose that I had really lots
of side. I never used to think that I had, but I see now that what
Mary said the other night was perfectly right--it wasn't only that I
'sided' about myself, but about my set and my people and everything.
And then you came back. You see we didn't any of us very much think
that we wanted you. To begin with, you weren't exactly like my
governor; not having seen you all my life I hadn't thought much about
you at all, and your letters were so unlike anything that I knew that I
hadn't believed them exactly. We were very happy as we were. I
thought that I had everything I wanted. And then you didn't do things
as we did; you didn't like the same books and pictures or anything, and
I was angry because I thought that I must know about those things and I
couldn't understand you. And then you know you made things worse by
trying to force my liking out of me, and chaps of my sort are awfully
afraid of showing their feelings to any one, least of all to a man----"
Robin paused.
"Yes," said Harry, "I know."
"But all this isn't an excuse really; I was a most awful cad, and
there's no getting away from it. But I think I began to see almost
from the very beginning that I hadn't any right to behave like that,
but I was obstinate.
"And then I began to get in a fright about Miss Feverel. She wouldn't
give my letters back, although I went to her and Uncle Garrett and Aunt
Clare--all of us--but it was no good--she meant to keep them and of
course we knew why. And then, too, I saw at last that I'd behaved like
an utter cad--it was funny I didn't see it at the time. But I'd seen
other chaps do the same sort of thing and the girls didn't mind, and
I'd thought that she ought to be jolly pleased at getting to know a
Trojan--and all that sort of thing.
"But when I saw that she wasn't going to give the letters back but
meant to use them I was terribly frightened. It wasn't myself so much,
although I hated the idea of my friends knowing about it all and
laughing at me--but it was the House too--my letting it down so.
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